Monday, September 28, 2009

those tractor jammies that no longer fitthe bed head hair dothe way he's kissing his reflection in the windowthose long, dark eyelashesthat the snow covered up all the weeds in the ugly beauty stripthe way he said, "Gook, Mama! No!" over and over(Look, Mama! Snow!)

I do not love

that if history repeats itself, this could happen againtwo weeks from today.

(I'm referring to the snow, of course.The bed head happens every day.)

2 comments:

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Note to self: Write comments to correct blog entry. He is so dang cute! I don't know where he gets the tendency for nose stuffing, his Uncle Tim always pulled it out and flung it-eww! Sorry I just gagged a little. Maybe he should try spaghetti snorting like his dad? XOXOX Suzy \m/(>.<)\m/